Book 15: Chapter 83
“I won’t pierce your body this time… provided you don’t try anything…” said Camille.
Camille sat opposite me. This meeting was the same as last time. We were on either side of a table, but there was no tea in front of me this time. Camille must’ve realised that I wouldn’t drink what she served again, hence didn’t waste her energy and explain things.
I took in a deep breath to suppress my rage. Nothing to my benefit would come out of clashing with Camille. I’d have my joints destroyed and thrown back inside again. That was why resistance would only lead to death. And, to be fair, she wasn’t that hostile to us. She just wanted to threaten us into obeying her. Simply put, I should listen to what she wanted.
I nodded and then leaned into the chair. Camille appeared satisfied with my reaction. She gently tapped on the table as she said, “If you two were this obedient last time, you wouldn’t be in this situation, and you wouldn’t have had to suffer physical pain. Isn’t this much better? Now, what we need to discuss is what you’ve been doing…”
“I’m already doing my best!!”
“Yes, I know you’ve done your best. Both you and Irina have done your best,” stated Camille, effectively stopping me from blurting out what I held in with a grudge. “What I meant to say is that this is going the way I wanted, but as you can see, our progress hasn’t been very successful.”
I didn’t reply, but neither did she intend to allow me to. She continued saying what she wanted: “However, this isn’t something we can rush. After all, a child isn’t a fruit that sprouts when its time. In saying that, we have to say that, given that is the case, not only will Sylvanas have to stay here forever, but you don’t want to stay here forever, either, do you?”
“What do you mean?” I asked with my palms supinated. “I’ve done my best. I don’t know what I should do, but aren’t you a skilled pharmacist? You continue to surprise me with all sorts of things. You might even have more tricks in the bag to surprise me this time.”
“No, I’m out of ways, too. As I said, a child isn’t a fruit that can sprout if you give it enough care. Thus, I don’t have fertilisers or water that I can provide you. This will be on you two. I did contemplate about why you’ve been unsuccessful, though. Perhaps it’s because you’re not in a good mood. Perhaps it’s because you’ve been lock up, on top of nutrition problems. Consequently, you couldn’t provide a child. After deliberation, I think it would be a good idea if you got to stroll outside every day.”